was thinking about this thread the other day....................was remembering when we didnt have blasted answering machines.......when we could just be alone ...without being poked.......emailed.....pmd...texted.....voicemailed....skyped.....etc etc......." hey where were u I called....texted u....facebook u etc etc etc............." luv it when we were first married and all we had to do was" shhh dont answer the door"......lol![]()
THIS IS TOTALLY TRUE! Peace and quiet. The kids would all be outside in the summer since no one had A/C and it was cooler, until 10:00, talking (with their voices not their fingers!) to parents, neighbors and friend.
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Did that as a group on our way from the cottage to the beach. (a few miles down a sunny, dirt road) All the kids piled into the uncle's truck. Such fun!**Riding in the back of a pickup truck
was thinking about this thread the other day....................was remembering when we didnt have blasted answering machines.......when we could just be alone ...without being poked.......emailed.....pmd...texted.....voicemailed....skyped.....etc etc......." hey where were u I called....texted u....facebook u etc etc etc............." luv it when we were first married and all we had to do was" shhh dont answer the door"......lol![]()
Clackers in this part of the world. And my Dad walked around for a week with a broken wrist after playing with them one year.We called them "knockers" My mom took them away because she heard they shattered and the glass got in someone's eye.
I was the girl who wore pants. My rabble rousing mom sent me to school in sixth grade, in jeans! with a note in my pocked that said, "I am Robin's mother, not you, and I will decide what she wears to school, not you." that I was to give any adult who stopped me.![]()
We also said the pledge of allegiance every day and my mother did not allow us kids to stand during it because she said there wasn't liberty and justice for all and that wasn't fair. Don't remember if the "under God" was in it then or not. This was early 60s.
Oh, let me answer(and I can only hope I am right). Click Clacks were two hard plastic balls, about the size of pool balls. They were suspended from a metal ring on two strings and the goal was to grasp the ring and move your arm in such a fashion that the balls clicked together below the ring and then had enough momentum to clack together above the ring. You tried to get them clicking and clacking longer than anyone else without stopping. And if I'm wrong I'll only be embarrassed for a day or two.![]()
Lol now I feel old.....Clackers are still around. My DS has one. Maybe they've made a comeback since this thread was started 5 years ago.
Just think of the things we have now that we didn't have 5 years ago...iPhone/droid phones, iPad/tablet ereader, etc... that could be a whole new thread.